"Emei Sect..."
Hearing the voice outside, Xiang Yuan frowned. This time, the six great sects were besieging Bright Peak—no, the eight great sects were attacking Slaughter Mountain. Emei Sect was among them.
Besides Emei Sect, the eight great sects included several familiar names, such as Shaolin, Wudang, Shu Mountain, and Kunlun—all famous old brands spread throughout the heavens.
However, the Emei and Shu Mountain here did not cultivate immortality. There were no dazzling special effects of soaring high and diving low; they stood firmly on the ground to vanquish demons and devils. At their core, they were still martial artists who had not entered the Innate Realm.
As for whether this world possessed Innate experts—perhaps it did, or perhaps it did not.
Xiang Yuan had just hypnotized Mo Chang. According to him, the four Heavenly Demons were visitors from beyond the heavens, possessed of formidable divine abilities and terrifyingly long lifespans. They established their legacies and raised the Dragon-Subduing Realm's martial ceiling by an entire tier; their cultivation realms lay far beyond the Innate Realm.
It was precisely because these age-old Old Devils were too powerful that humanity had no chance of turning the tables. Only after their deaths did humanity recover and rebuild, seize cities and conquer lands, and gradually turn defeat into victory.
After the four Heavenly Demons descended into this world, cases of ascension began to appear in the Dragon-Subduing Realm. Analyzing Mo Chang's words, Xiang Yuan guessed that this world's upper limit was the Innate Realm. Once a martial artist reached the Innate Realm, heaven and earth would no longer tolerate them; a Heavenly Gate would open and usher an Innate expert into the upper realm.
Mo Chang did not know where the upper realm was, and Xiang Yuan had failed to pry it from him.